The specifics about my middle school computer lab have grown fuzzy over the years. I can’t recall my teacher’s name. I can’t say with certainty who regularly sat near me in the class. I certainly ...

So this year I (re)learned how to type. It all started because I wanted a cute keyboard with cute keycaps. I had lugged around a cheap, hand-me-up Kensington for years. Considering how much I work and ...

I can still feel the tips of my 10-year-old fingers striking the orange cover on the keyboard. It was in this 5th grade public-school class that – despite my frequent boos and bellyaching – I learned ...